Chapter 1461: Chapter 604: Future Great Saint
Qin Ming’s Chaos Force within him was fully operational, directly ascending to its peak, with golden threads interweaving and shining. Facing three Future Great Saints, he dared not slacken for a moment.
"What’s happening?" Even the people from the Buddhist Sect were puzzled.
The youngest Buddha Son said, "Just now, I think I heard... Zhou Tian being hit out with a dog’s barking sound."
"Silence!" Buddha Son Miaodi warned.
Buddhist nun Miaoyin also gave the youngest disciple a glare, though monks do not speak falsehoods, they mustn’t be overly blunt.
In fact, the demonic howling just now left the old monks present speechless.
The Golden Arhat spoke, "That’s the ’End of Dharma Turtle’. If it fights to the death, who can say which is weaker or stronger?"
"Isn’t it a Dragon Turtle?" Buddha Son Miao Yuan asked in surprise.
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Qin Ming was certain that Zhou Tian wasn’t afraid of getting beaten, but truly desired to pull him into the fold, viewing him as one of them, a future Demon Clan Great Saint.
He remained vigilant, saying, "I belong to the Human Clan."
The silver-robed and elegant Mu Shiniang said, "No matter, the Zhili Ape Demon is also an important branch of our Demon Clan."
Qin Ming was speechless, if divided this way, who in the world isn’t a demon?
He needed a reason, asking, "Why?"
He believed he hadn’t truly defeated Zhou Tian.
Zhou Tian, his carapace transparent and patterned with silver lines, reverted to human form, saying, "Brother, step aside for a word."
He led Qin Ming a bit further from the Bodhisattva’s Martial Hall.
Mu Shiniang retracted the Wheel of Time behind his head, and Qian Cheng followed.
Zhou Tian confessed, saying, "In front of a wise person, one does not remain in the dark; I recognized your special Cultivation Technique."
Qin Ming said, "What are you talking about?"
Zhou Tian secretly transmitted, saying, "Golden Threaded Body, Jade Medicine Nourishing Spirit."
Qin Ming realized he had indeed recognized a trait contained within his Chaos Power.
But what could this mean? It’s just a mysterious skill; can it truly forge connections?
Qin Ming looked at the three, not speaking.
Mu Shiniang, wearing snow-white clothes, gentle and like jade, said, "You might not know, but people we know on this side, once fought but reconciled with old seniors in your family, becoming allies."
Qin Ming showed no expression, but his heart was in turmoil.
He had no real family; in childhood he clung to his grandfather, worried about subsistence. Over the years, he never found his only relative, now only himself remains.
Calculating time, Qin Ming felt stifled, knowing his grandfather’s old health wouldn’t last ten years.
Now, eighteen years have passed, despite asking Meng Xinghai and others for help, trying with effort to find him, he holds no real hope.
Qin Ming knew that Zhou Tian and Mu Shiniang referred to the true Direct Lineage heirs of the Golden Silk Jade Robe.
Barring surprises, it should be the clan of ’Master Qin’, who once briefly flourished in Ye State over nine hundred years ago.
According to some "insiders," Qin Ming has the original Silk Scripture skill, perhaps a descendant of Master Qin left in Ye State.
However, Qin Ming had once secretly discussed with Xie Yunshu, Lu Zizai’s fiancée and the true knowledgeable Newborn Road’s new Ancestor Master, about that history.
He discovered, it’s unlikely that Master Qin left descendants in Ye State.
All signs indicated the few "Loose Cultivators" who built the script’s framework might not have met by chance but indeed had "an agreed meeting at dusk."
The Loose Cultivator Ancestors came from big backgrounds, terrifyingly so.
They were likely not spontaneously gathering but deliberately meeting in old age to share survival insights to keep going.
Such twilight figures, former big figures, with only few years left to live, how could they have left offspring in Ye State?
Hence, Qin Ming thinks his family’s Silk Scripture inheritance likely has another origin, unrelated by blood to Master Qin.
He’s just an ordinary person, an exceptionally talented grassroots.
Qin Ming never cared about his identity, his future sky is one he must carve out himself.
In a brief moment, he considered, this way, Master Qin’s family might still be active deeper in the Yewu World.
Zhou Tian and Mu Shiniang’s elders might have encountered them once.
"The Parasitic Civilization within the Blood Forest once encountered a loose cultivator who had practiced this skill in a crushing defeat."
Additionally, Qin Ming recalled the Dream Insect, ranked fifth among Strange Insects, was also once harmed by this secret skill.
In a flash of inspiration, the Light of the Soul stirred and flickered within him.
Zhou Tian’s physique was massive, quite burly, speaking frankly, he said directly, "Your family’s old man once crossed hands with seniors we know, but all enmities have been resolved. Thus, the elders instruct that if encountered, we can make friends with your lineage."
Of course, the so-called "frankness" for now is only superficial; his true nature will be known only after cooperation.
Qin Ming realized that this era has an "Old Qin" with profound Taoist attainments.
Estimated, most likely it’s not the Master Qin from nine hundred years ago.
Qin Ming sighed inwardly, "This lineage is truly impressive."
Mu Shiniang said, "What’s more, the elder of your family actually disciplined our oldest sister."
Qin Ming asked, "He harmed someone close to you?"
Zhou Tian nodded, saying, "One of the Four Great Saints, our eldest sister – Meng Zhiyu."
Mu Shiniang added, "After your old senior educated her, she was once in a coma for several months, severely injured. But undeniably, she is an anomaly, eventually transforming herself, breaking free of the Golden Needle Lock Body dilemma."
All along, Qian Cheng was very quiet, speaking little.
